He comes in once a month or so. Always by himself. Has a few drinks and then picks out one of the girls.”“You mean for ... after hours activities?...��“Well sort of. Oh, he pays just like the others, maybe a little better, takes her out to dinner, they talk and enjoy the evening then...”“Then to bed?”“Sure, but a real gentleman. The girls tell me he really knows how to pleasure a woman and seems more intent on giving than receiving, if you know what I mean.”“But... ?”“Yeah, I know. It seems kinda. .. you can't stay here." My world shattered like a broken mirror into a thousand pieces. My c***dhood friend, LONG before I knew I was gay, we had been through so much together, always there for eachother and he was dropping me because his girlfriend hates gay men?! "How can you do this to me?! After EVERYTHING we've been through together! I fucking...!!!!!" I yelled, but I couldn't finish, because a hand had slammed down on the phone cradle so the connection was broken. For the record, I would. If you argue I'll cast a deciding vote.'To my horror they elected to go to MacDonald's and then a movie. I was about to protest but remembered that it was their treat and that this was something they'd hardly ever done. I braced myself and we went out.Actually, it wasn't as bad as I'd feared. I had a beer and stole some of their fries while they ate greedily, then managed to sleep through most of the film, and as we came out I was planning what to order from room service. We walked briskly,. Another second later a woman appeared before my hogtied naked mother. I had to cover my gasping mouth as I realized it was our next-door neighbor Jillian. Jillian was about my mother's age. I had never thought of her as a being such a dominant woman, but then again, I never expected to find my mother on her belly with purple tits."How's my bitch?" Oh please Jillian, I can't do this any longer today. Please release me and we'll... play another time."I jumped back when Jillian kicked my mother's.